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The first question is about judging Hua Ye, a tyrant who is "self-centered".
The second question is about questioning scholars like Karl who are "nihilistic".
On the demon wings, Morgana was stunned for a moment, then burst into a deafening burst of maniacal laughter.
"Hahahaha! Holy crap! Beautiful! So fucking beautiful!" She slapped the armrest of the throne, laughing so hard tears were almost streaming down her face. "Karl! You perverted bastard! Did you hear that? The teacher called your name! Get up and answer the question! Hahahaha!"
"Tell him! Tell the entire universe! Is your so-called void even worth everyone dying as a witness?!"
Morgana's laughter was unrestrained, but the demons under her command couldn't laugh. They could sense a hint of tension hidden within the queen's laughter, a tension that even she herself didn't realize.
She was also afraid.
She feared that after Karl, she would be next. How would that "teacher" critique her "degradation and freedom"?
Meanwhile, in the Styx Galaxy, at the Death Song Academy.
Carl's projection froze completely the moment he saw the question. It was as if the data stream that made up his body had been frozen into 0s and 1s.
He spent millennia studying and believing in the void, attempting to bring the entire known universe into that so-called "ultimate form." He believed this to be the supreme truth that transcended good and evil, existence and death, and the ultimate destiny of the universe.
Therefore, he can disregard life, exploit war, and treat everything as fuel on the path to truth.
But now, that "teacher" asks him a pointed question: If a book requires burning all the "readers" before the last page can be turned, then who will have any meaning from the contents of that last page?
This is a philosophical dead end.
A logically sound kill.
The pressure, like a collapsing supernova, instantly focused entirely on Death Karl.
The entire universe's "classmates" are waiting for him to stand up and hand in his answer sheet.
Chapter 426 Karl's Answer Sheet
Death Song Academy fell into an unprecedented silence.
In the past, this place was quiet, but that quiet belonged to scholars, a silence filled with contemplation and the flow of data. Now, however, it is the quiet of a graveyard, the quiet of prey being watched by its predator, a quiet where even its heartbeat tries to stop.
Karl's projection stood motionless before the center of the large clock. For the first time, his gentle, seemingly indifferent face revealed an expression akin to "blankness."
His brain, or rather his sacred atom, is operating at a speed far exceeding that of any supercomputer, but every conclusion it draws leads to a dead end with "no solution."
"have"?
That would mean he would have to admit, in front of the entire universe, that the truth he seeks is to reduce everything to nothingness. This would place him completely in opposition to all civilizations, making him a more primal enemy of the universe than Hua Ye.
"Not possessing"?
That would mean he would have to personally overturn his beliefs and pursuits of the past ten thousand years, admitting that he was a fool who had spent his whole life studying "dragon-slaying techniques" and finally discovered that dragons did not exist at all, or that killing a dragon would make him disappear.
silence?
The "tombstone" is still floating in space, having become a sealed "figure." Silence is clearly not a good option.
"Your Majesty, it seems like he... has crashed."
On the demon wings, Ator looked at the still Karl on the screen and whispered.
"Cut my ass!"
Morgana's smile faded, and her expression became extremely serious.
"He was thinking about how to cheat."
She knew Karl all too well. This man never fought an unprepared battle, nor would he put himself in a situation where he had no choice. He was like a top-level chess player, always calculating the variables beyond the chessboard.
He wanted to use his broken clock as a substitute for his answer.
Morgana hit the nail on the head.
"He wanted to force a philosophical question into a physics question. He wanted to tell the teacher: My answer is not spoken, but calculated; it is an inevitable law of the universe, beyond question."
Just as Morgana had predicted.
Karl finally moved.
He didn't speak, but slowly raised his hands. As he did so, the enormous, complex clock behind him, spinning like a cosmic nebula, began to spin wildly at an unprecedented speed.
Countless torrents of data poured out from the giant clock, converging in the void outside the Styx Galaxy to form an incomparably spectacular map of cosmic evolution.
It was a grand but cold-blooded "demonstration".
Beginning from the singularity of the Big Bang, nebulae converged, stars were born, and life sprouted, multiplied, and established civilizations on countless planets. The scenes fast-forward rapidly, depicting war, peace, alliances, betrayals... the rise and fall of countless civilizations, their glory and disgrace, all within a few short minutes.
Angels, demons, blazing suns... all known civilizations saw their own reflections in this simulation.
Then, the style changed.
The concept of “void” was introduced.
In Karl's demonstration, the void is not the enemy, but the ultimate form of an unstoppable increase in entropy. It begins to devour matter, dissect energy, and dismantle the laws of nature. Stars extinguish, galaxies collapse, and even time and space themselves begin to become unstable.
Ultimately, the entire model of the universe returned to an absolute "nothingness" in a silent annihilation. There was no matter, no energy, no information, and not even the concept of "existence" itself.
The demonstration is over.
Observers throughout the universe fell into a long silence.
Karl's demonstration was filled with a chilling "beauty." Instead of answering the questions directly, he presented his understanding of "cosmic destiny" to everyone in an almost "oracle-like" manner.
His subtext was: "This wasn't my choice; this is the end of the universe. Everything I've done is simply in accordance with this ultimate and only truth. Before this truth, the concept of qualification is itself a false proposition."
He attempted to circumvent the question about "meaning" by using a grander, more ruthless "fact".
Instead of submitting a written answer sheet, he threw a self-written "reference answer" onto the podium.
This is an extremely sophisticated form of scholarly arrogance and rebellion.
Inside the seaside villa.
Zhou Ye had just finished assembling the psycho-frame of a newly purchased "MGEX Unicorn" model and was testing the lighting effects. He didn't even lift an eyelid at Karl's "Universe Cinema" playing on the screen.
Feng Shayan's palms were sweating as she read it. Although she couldn't understand the complex data, the sense of destiny that everything would eventually return to nothingness made her feel a kind of oppression from the bottom of her soul.
"Sir... what's wrong with him..."
"Use a calculator to solve an ethics problem."
Zhou Ye commented casually, a lazy smile in his voice.
"Good idea, trying to use what he's good at to bring the exam rhythm into his field. It's a pity his calculator... is too outdated."
He picked up the remote and pressed the "Destruction Mode" button on the Unicorn Gundam. The red lights on the model instantly lit up, exuding a violent and beautiful aura.
"Moreover, he used the wrong formula."
As Zhou Ye said those words, he "thought" for a moment.
A tiny "thought" based on the power of the Herrscher of the Void.
The next second, the Styx Galaxy.
Carl's grand apocalyptic demonstration is heading towards final "nothingness".
Just as the darkness representing "absolute nothingness" was about to completely engulf the entire scene, something appeared without warning in the very center of that darkness.
That was a point.
A point smaller than any known elementary particle, yet more "real" than the entire universe.
It is neither black nor white; it has no color at all. It simply exists, and its very "existence" creates a fundamental and irreconcilable paradox with what Carr defines as "nothingness."
Then, that spot cracked.
It didn't explode or release energy; it was just like a door that had been pushed open, revealing a glimpse of what lay behind it.
What kind of scene was that?
Indescribable.
Those were the remnants of countless shattered worlds, the ruins of distorted time and space, the wailing, warped laws of physics. Countless enormous corpses of Honkai beasts, radiating an ominous purple light, floated among them like mountains. Deeper still, an even more terrifying, indescribable silhouette seemed to flash by.
That is the real "imaginary space," a dumping ground and slaughterhouse of a collapsing universe!
It is not the "nothingness" of Karl's philosophical speculation, but a real "alternate dimension" full of chaos, destruction and higher-level energy!
The moment this sliver of "reality" was injected into Carl's "simulated universe," disaster struck.
The giant clock has gone mad.
It's like a supercomputer running at high speed suddenly being connected to a hard drive from a higher civilization that is completely incompatible with it in terms of voltage, protocol, and operating system.
[Alert! Unresolved data source detected!]
[Warning! The underlying logic has been contaminated by unknown laws!]
[Warning! Attempting to calculate the fundamental parameters of the imaginary space... Calculation failed! Calculation failed! Calculation failed!]
[Error! Error! Error! A definitional conflict has occurred between the reality and nothingness of the cosmological constant! 01! System paradox! Core crashing!]
A piercing, non-physical alarm, not through sound but directly through the data layer, raged throughout the entire Deathsong 1.5 Academy.
The nebula-like spinning core of the grand clock began to flicker and pulsate violently, countless "cracks" composed of pure data spreading across its surface. It was being torn apart from within by a "truth" it could not comprehend!
"Do not--!!!"
Karl let out a silent, spiritual scream.
His virtual projection, like film thrown into strong acid, began to twist and dissolve wildly. His connection with the Great Clock was being forcibly severed and torn apart by the force emanating from the "real void"!
He tried to use his "calculator" to answer the teacher's questions.
As a result, the teacher directly threw a real "universal truth" into his calculator.
His calculator burned on the spot.
At that moment, Karl finally understood.
The difference between him and that "teacher" is not the difference between a student and a teacher.
It's the difference between an ancient general simulating war on a sand table and a modern person who can directly drop an atomic bomb on his sand table.
They're fundamentally from different dimensions.
Chapter 427 The Collapse of Classroom Discipline
The mournful chimes of the great clock are silent.